The Local Lazy Man System

"You have a nice car!"

Ye Rongrong glanced at Kirin's Trumpchi GS4 and said.

This Trumpchi gs4 car is particularly popular this year, and many people buy this car.

Ye Rongrong also likes it very much. The appearance and performance of this car are very good. It is a very good domestic car.

But Ye Rongrong still prefers Geely Boyue, not because Boyue is better than the Trumpchi gs4. In Ye Rongrong's opinion, these two domestic suVs are very good.

But in terms of interior, Ye Rongrong prefers Geely Boyue. To be honest, Boyue is indeed better than Trumpchi gs4 in terms of interior, especially its Chinese style.

Of course, this is just Ye Rongrong's personal hobby. Cars are completely up to personal preference. Off-road vehicles like the Wrangler, Ye Rongrong thinks they are very ugly, but many people still buy them and think they are cool.

People think differently from person to person.

"What's the matter, it's just a broken domestic car!"

Qilin said with a smile.

Although I am the editor in charge, I have hundreds of authors under my hand, but my income is really not as good as many authors, especially the one in front of me, whose monthly manuscript fee is tens of millions.

And the salary here is 10,000 yuan a month. If you live in second- and third-tier cities, you can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month, which is really not low. Just enough to feed the family.

If you want to buy a joint venture suV with a higher configuration, it costs at least 200,000 yuan, and a domestic one only costs 140,000 to 50,000 yuan. In the end, Kirin chose a domestic suV.

"How is the domestic car? The domestic car is not bad now. How long have you been driving it? Is there anything wrong with this car?"

Ye Rongrong asked.

"The car is okay. I've been driving it for more than half a year. There's really nothing wrong with it. The only downside is that it's a bit low-key."

Qilin said.

"As long as the car is comfortable to drive, it doesn't matter what others think of it."

Ye Rongrong said.

The biggest problem of Chinese people is that they have a good face and like to compare.

"That's true, let's go."

Qilin spoke to Ye Rongrong.

...

"Hehe, is this your first time in the magic capital?"

Qilin smiled and asked Ye Rongrong who kept looking at the scenery outside.

"Yes, it's really my first time visiting this magic city."

Ye Rongrong nodded and said.

Ye Rongrong has only been to two international metropolises like Shanghai, one is the capital, the capital of China, and the other is the current Shanghai.

Looking at the past along the way, Ye Rongrong found that the two international metropolises in China are very different.

First of all, there are differences in high-rise buildings. The high-rise buildings in Shanghai have a unique shape and look very slender, while the high-rise buildings in the capital are mostly glass walls, in the shape of a cube, which looks very bloated.

There are also roads. The roads in the capital city are wide, straight in direction, and straight; the roads in Shanghai are relatively narrow, in random directions, and curved in direction.

Most of the roads in the capital are east, west, south, and north, and they are straight; while in Shanghai, most of the roads are northwest-southeast, or northeast-southwest, or have no special direction at all.

At the same time, during the extension of the road in Shanghai, the direction may change many times, which feels like an earthworm dying on the road after a rainy day.

"Why do you think there are so many beauties in Shanghai?"

Qilin said with a smile.

"It's quite a lot."

Ye Rongrong nodded and said.

Coming here by car along the way, Ye Rongrong did find that there were indeed many beauties.

"Have you ever been to the capital?"

Qilin asked.

"Been there."

Ye Rongrong didn't understand why Qilin asked such a question, but he nodded and said.

"Do you think the girl from the capital is more beautiful, or the girl from Shanghai?"

Qilin smiled and asked Ye Rongrong.

Many of the editors in charge are actually Internet authors, and like many Internet writers, they have a dull heart.

Ye Rongrong joined several author groups, and found a very interesting phenomenon,

It is an Internet writer, both men and women have a boring heart.

This may have something to do with the profession of the network author.

As an online writer, sometimes you have to sacrifice a lot, such as gathering with friends, drinking, and traveling. Except for eating, drinking and sleeping, they basically squat in front of the computer to type.

This boring way of life fills the hearts of Internet writers with a sense of loneliness. The most leisure time is to soak in QQ groups. In order to relieve the loneliness in their hearts, they become particularly boring.

He especially likes to discuss beautiful girls, and often shouts "big sword", but they dare not really ask them to do extraordinary things.

In Ye Rongrong's view, this Qilin is such a person.

Ye Rongrong could tell this from his face.

Since Ye Rongrong learned "Advanced Feng Shui", Ye Rongrong can also read people's faces, and a person's character can also be seen from his face.

This is also the saying that faces come from the heart.

"It's really hard to say, but I decided that the styles of beauties in the two places are different. Girls in Shanghai pay more attention to details, and their makeup is more delicate. In addition, girls in the south are originally delicate, so I feel like girls in Shanghai. She loves beauty and is especially good at dressing up."

Ye Rongrong said.

"You're right about that."

Qilin recognized this very much, and pointed to an old lady who walked past the zebra crossing and continued to Ye Rongrong: "Actually, in Shanghai, let alone girls in Shanghai, many aunts and old ladies in Shanghai are very particular. When combing the hair meticulously, even if the clothes are not particular about the material, they must be ironed."

"This is probably a kind of culture in Shanghai, which has been inherited all the time. Even in the dog days, you will see girls with neat makeup walking on the street."

"I just don't understand why it's such a sweaty day, why doesn't their makeup disappear?"

This is also what Qilin couldn't understand the most. He also asked several female colleagues in the office, but unfortunately they just didn't tell him the reason.

"Hehe, this is also where women are so powerful. In terms of beauty, they can always think of ways."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

You know, women regard beauty as an existence that can be compared with life.

"That's true!"

Qilin nodded and said.

...

"You... what are you doing?"

Sitting in the car, Wang Xiaoyan looked uneasily at the young man sitting next to her and screamed.

When he first sat in the car, the young man who helped him carry his luggage was very polite, and he even talked to him about his time in college.

But when the car drove on the road, the young man became a little abnormal. Wang Xiaoyan was a little scared by the way he looked at him, as if he was about to swallow him up.

What's even more exaggerated now is that he actually touched his thigh, which made Wang Xiaoyan feel terrified.

Now Wang Xiaoyan really regrets getting in the car with a stranger and putting herself in danger.

"What do you want, of course I miss you!"

The young man hugged Wang Xiaoyan and said.

On the bullet train, when the young man saw Wang Xiaoyan, he wanted to get her attention. After all, it was really hard to meet such a beautiful female college student.

Moreover, the young man heard from his partner that there are some female college students who have big breasts and no brains, and they are easy to deceive.

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, the young man invited Wang Xiaoyan to ride in the car together. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoyan got in the car without thinking too much.

This makes the young man very excited. It seems that he can play with this beauty in the car today, and experience the "shock" that his friend told him.

"No, please don't, help me!"

Wang Xiaoyan struggled desperately, begging constantly in her mouth.

"You can just shout, the silence effect in this car is very good, even if you shout out your throat, no one outside can hear you, just accept your fate!"

The young man took off Wang Xiaoyan's clothes while holding down Wang Xiaoyan who was struggling constantly.

"Please, please save me."

At this time, Wang Xiaoyan could only pin her hopes on the young man driving the car, hoping that he could take action to stop his friend's behavior.

"Beauty, just obey, or you will suffer."

The young man driving looked back at Wang Xiaoyan and said.

That smiling face undoubtedly looked like a nightmare to Wang Xiaoyan.

"No, no, woo woo woo, please!"

The coat was torn off by the young man, and the helpless Wang Xiaoyan could only struggle and plead.

"Snapped!"

The young man slapped Wang Xiaoyan directly, bleeding from the corner of Wang Xiaoyan's mouth, and cursed fiercely: "Damn it, you're a bitch!"

The young man's slap directly stunned Wang Xiaoyan and knocked her hopes away.

Wang Xiaoyan no longer struggled feebly, she leaned her head against the car window, looking desperately at the passing vehicles and pedestrians outside.

These people are close at hand, but through the glass window of the car, it seems like two worlds.

Wang Xiaoyan clearly felt that her jeans had been taken off.

Two tears of despair fell from Wang Xiaoyan's eyes.

If time could be turned back, Wang Xiaoyan would never get in this car.

However, if these two words in this world have always been just legends, they are unattainable.

"A college student is a college student, this body is supple, and it's fun to play..."

The dirty words of the young man came to her ears, and Wang Xiaoyan had the thought of gritting her teeth and committing suicide.

...

The red light at the intersection ahead was on, the car stopped in front of the sidewalk at an intersection, and Ye Rongrong looked out the window.

"Ok……"

Ye Rongrong suddenly saw a familiar face in the next car, that is, the female college student who thought she was not gentlemanly enough on the bullet train.

But now her expression made Ye Rongrong feel that something was wrong.

Although he couldn't see clearly through the car window, Ye Rongrong could still see the blood on the corner of her mouth.

Did something happen to her?

Ye Rongrong thought of a possibility.

At this time, Wang Xiaoyan also spotted Ye Rongrong in the nearby SUV.

Immediately, Wang Xiaoyan hurriedly mouthed Ye Rongrong repeatedly for help.

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